Markos walked inside the building and glancing at the reception enraged him over the decision. Opening the buttons of his coat with an unsettling feeling, Markos shook his head and took bigger steps. 'I have to keep on looking for her, if I want peace.' Markos bit his lower lip, his silvery eyes overlooked everyone.
Entering the cabin he slumped on the chair while holding his head in both hands. 'It is highly unlikely for you to stay calm without any comeback, Valeria. What are you planning?' Markos muddled to himself while wondering about her possible actions. 'I know an old flame like you will burn me twice. All I want to see is how.'
